to ride up to our shores
when they’ve already landed
I am a symbol of myself
each one says as they
come down the gangway
go down to the docks
watch the arrivals and
departures at the moment
of their leaving one another
that we can only love a few
people or things at a time
that love would kill the world
if only it existed you can
see that in their arms
the weight of the light
pressing on their faces
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